Thursday, June 15, 2006
Another true outtake
To push him even closer to puking, he'd promised the guys he'd stick to cigarettes until the obligatory after-show party. They said he played worse than ever when he took the stage stoned and while that was probably true, at least he had more fun through a nice buzz. To the others, sounding good was fun and besides, there were three of them and only one of him. Truthfully, Trevor didn't think it was as big a sacrifice as he was making it into.
Labels: creative writing, fiction, outtake, rock and roll, Trevor
